Annabel! Annabel!” His voice became a shriek. Then as she lay very still, with her hands clinched and her black hair tumbled about her face, he came still closer and softly kissed the nape of her neck. She received into her slack grasp the pistol and dagger, only half aware of taking them. It was not in evidence here, not a sign of it. There was every indication that she fled the island in company with a dissolute rogue. This morning his entourage (as he jestingly called it) consisted of the girl, two spinsters (Prudence and Angelina Jedson), prim and doubtful of the world, and the young man who appeared to be considerably the worse for the alcohol he had consumed. “You love some one else?” he repeated. We were only—les autres.
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